I'm past the point of being pissed off, now I'm just hurt.
Thank you dad for NOT celebrating my 18th birthday. 23 days have passed now, so there’s been ample opportunity. Funny that you tried to say i said i didn’t want to do anything. I seem to recall spending the month before that counting down, and telling everyone how many days until my birthday. And the full week before that suggesting what or where i’d like to go for dinner. It’s really awesome that everyone this year got a nice cake and dinner while i got nothing. Little sister even threw a fit and cried about what she got, when it was more than i got for my 16th, and 17th combined. Anyways, second birthday in a row not even getting a card. I’m really glad he’s taken into consideration how much this has made me think of my mum, and how much better my life would be if she were still around. Fucking awesome, worst friday night i’ve ever endured. Time for me to watch some roman holiday and be depressed.